The Rich Life

The examination

The next day I walk to the post office at the top of the road and post the filled out application form. There we go, there's no turning back.. Maria notices I seem a bit quite and asks why but I can't bring myself to tell her I could be leaving after how kind and supportive she's been.

The next day, I get a letter to say my application has been accepted and the date for the examination and the place it will be held. Stuck to the letter is a pink post it note,I notice instantly that its jules swirly writing,

Ahhh!! Alicia this is is AMAZING news! Can't wait to see you again <3 jules xxxx

I must admit reading that reassures me that me that I made the right choice. I still have no idea how I'm supposed to tell Maria and jerome though. It's only a week until the examination now, at break I find some strength and tell Maria whilst jerome is busy playing football with his friends. " what? But you can't leave! What about all your friends? Me? Jerome?" We're sitting on the wall in the playground, I stare down at my dangling feet " Maria I'm sorry, but I have friends there aswell, it's complicated...." In the end I don't get to tell jerome because Maria beat me to it, he sends me a text the morning of the examination,

Good luck with the exam lis, I'll miss you loads if you go back xxxxxx

We arrive at piddington grand hall at 3:30 exactly on Thursday for the exam, my chest is heaving and I feel like I have the whole world resting in my shoulders. There are around 60 pupils taking the exam, all wearing blazers with their hair combed or tied in tight plaits or buns, I gulp, I don't know why I ever thought I'd get into the school again, and I realise like a slap in the face that I did the wrong way round, if I don't get in ill have to go back and face Maria and jerome.

I step out of the exam hall and am greeted by a hug from mum, we drove home in the silence, thank goodness they say the results will be with us by Saturday so if I can manage to get tomorrow off I won't need to face Maria, I don't think she's angry with me because she sent me a nice message in Facebook, but I think it could be awkward, so ill see what happens.

I'm up at five on Saturday morning,sitting on the bottom step if the stairs waiting for the post. I must have fallen asleep because all of a sudden there is a clatter and a large white envelope falls onto the mat along with other bills and letters. I grab the large white one, and sure enough it's addressed to me. I tear it open holding my breath, still uncertain of what I want the outcome to be. Scanning the page I stop.

I can't believe it. I'm in.